“I’m not a princess, Rex. You shouldn’t be here, and if Frank ever finds out what Arleen did, he is going to be pissed.”
“You’re not going to say anything.”
“You’re in my place right now—”
He cut her off. “Tell me to leave. Tell me to get the fuck out of your apartment.”
Before she could even speak a word, he slid his hand under her robe, touching her bare pussy.
She gasped, and as he slipped a finger through her slit, she cried out.
“Well, well, well, you’ve been keeping secrets from me, Nora. We both know you want me, and guess what? I want you, and I’m going to have you.”
Her glares were turning him on. Moving his other hand from her head, he tugged on the belt of the robe, but she stopped him, holding his hands.
Didn’t she feel that electricity? That pulse that bounced between them! He felt it, and had been ever since he met her.
She drew his gaze no matter where she went. The women over the years, they were merely distractions. He had tried to forget about the pull of Nora, the need that constantly filled him when he looked her way. Nothing worked, and now, he was finally going to have her.
“I don’t like you,” she said through gritted teeth.
“But you want to fuck me. Admit it, you want to have my nice big cock, and you want to ride that frustration out on me.”
Moving his hand from the belt, he gripped the back of her neck, and slammed his lips down on hers.
It was like he was drowning, being consumed by everything. The moment his lips touched hers, everything started to fade, and all that remained was the two of them.
“That’s what I want, and you never know, you could find working for me fun.”
Her hands had moved from her belt to his jacket, gripping his shoulders. She looked torn, wanting to push him away but at the same time wanting to draw him closer.
Finally, with her distracted enough, he tore the robe open, and pushed it off her body. She wore nothing, completely naked, and fuck if it didn’t turn him on even more.
He didn’t step away. Releasing his jacket, he dropped it to the floor. Next he unbuttoned his shirt, and finally, he shoved his pants down until he was naked. They hadn’t moved away from the doorway, and he didn’t mind that. She was trapped against him and the door.
Her nipples were hard, and her chest flushed. The scent of sex was heavy in the air. His own arousal was evident as his cock stood out from his body, rock hard.
Taking her hands within his, he started to walk back.
“This cannot go to the office,” she said.
“I’m still leaving.”
“I’m sure you are.”
“I’m not some kind of toy.”
He smiled. “I know you’re not. While we play though, you belong to me. You’ll be mine.”
“What about you? Are you going to fuck everything that walks?” she asked.
“Nope. I will come to you whenever I need it, and believe me, babe, you’re going to give it to me, and you’re going to want to give it to me often.” He kicked open a door, and found her bed. He noticed her space was all light colors, bringing a homey and spacious feeling to her apartment.
He spun her around, and dropped her to the bed. Pressing his lips against hers, he moved her up the bed, urging her to go higher. Grabbing her ankles, he spread her thighs, and heard her gasp. Her pussy was so wet, and what surprised him even more was that she was bare. Not a dusting of hair in sight.
“Now that is pretty.” As he ran his fingers over her pussy, she moaned, and he slid a finger over her clit.
He couldn’t resist a taste. Leaning forward, he held open the lips of her sex, and swiped his tongue down the center. So tasty, so perfect, and all his.
I hate him.
He’s a horrible human being.
He’s a bully.
Holy shit, his mouth feels so good.
Nora cried out as he sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the bud. She had to tell him the truth, and right now, she didn’t want to. Would he stop if he knew?
He sucked her clit into his mouth, using his teeth to create a bite of pain that had her sitting up on the bed.
“I could taste you all fucking night long. Come for me, baby,” he said, stroking her clit with his tongue.